My hair's so dry

It's parched, I'm parched, my skin is parched, the last thing I needed was to get burned by the sun---

I'm worried about my cat, I can't help it, she's a little slice of heaven and she doesn't like to be alone, and if I'm not here I can't crack open the door to make sure the cross-breeze keeps this place cool...

I have to pay my SAG dues somehow I don't have the money...

I honestly wish I could close my eyes and wake up and have this trip all be over...

I don't want to get on a plane...

I don't want to leave here...

I'm scared.